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***START/K***TRANSMISSION*** -damn apes (when-will-enough-be) misfires, japes crisp id.eals mistakes, rapes -damn
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Paul Stewart
Award-Winning Writer, Poet, Scottish-Italian, Subversive.
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Become a paid subscriber to get access.My friggin head is spinning. Lol. This is wild. And it works! Well done.
Not to mention a little Max Headroom. Though talking about apes when referring to this mess we've made is a bit unfair to the apes. We may have common ancestors, but apes are not responsible for our mistakes.
Ps ~ P.S.- Will I be needing a clutch, then to engage this. Jk
This is great, so utterly jarring!
Lol, I accidentally read coked nose as cooked nose 🤣🤣🤣 Loved this poem!
Paul! I was halfway through this poem till I caught the rhythm and realized you'd gone full-blown gangsta rap on this one. Once that happened, I heard the rapping and was transported! It has the fire, rage and passion of the best of Eminem. Really awesome poetry!
We interrupt this broadcast to bring You Paul Stewart's accidentally stumbling into poetical formatting greatness with unparalleled rhythm, yet again. So much food for thought, it's a buffet until Your mind is incapable of holding it all in, but You won't be needing doggie bags for Your brains, but maybe an antacid.
Resistance
I am in the Resistance!! I’m there! Loved it. 💪🏽😀
This was like a surreal experimental rap and I mean that in a good way. Disjointed and then rhythmic and then all distorted on the page, this was messing with my head!
A poem coming straight out of the future